I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

In the early morning of the next day, Li Miao took the transformed Zhang Airi to Sister Mei's Liangpi shop, and carried out the plan of killing crows and enticing her to ask questions.

Li Miao vowed: "Don't worry, little boss, I can tell what kind of things she is interested in with just one look! Don't underestimate the racial skills of our Qingqiu foxes!"

Si Nanxing patted him on the shoulder solemnly: "Go, little warrior. Xiaotian is still in the shopping mall near the school, waiting for you to give the information and go shopping for gifts right away, hurry up."

After watching them leave, Si Nanxing also hid in the kitchen. He didn't know what Shaya wanted to eat, so he had to make some spare menus first.

He was holding a piece of paper to write and scratch, looking a little embarrassed.

It was the first time that Zhu Youjun saw him so entangled. The usual menu seemed to be something he thought of based on his mood, so he just wrote it down.

Zhu Youjun asked: "What's wrong?"

Si Nanxing sighed and rubbed his temples: "On the usual menu, it doesn't matter if there is something Shaya doesn't like, maybe there will be something I like tomorrow... But for the last meal, I hope it's all She likes to eat."

"But when I think about it carefully, apart from knowing that she doesn't eat spicy food, I don't know what she doesn't like to eat."

Zhu Youjun saw that he seemed a little guilty, and he didn't pay attention to his preference for killing crows on weekdays, and comforted him: "Maybe she just isn't picky."

"There is no one who is not picky about food." Si Nanxing smiled helplessly, "It's just that a child who has always been loved and loved on weekdays can be proud of being pampered and classify all the 'not very fond of food' into the category of not eating .”

"Children who are forced to be sensible, in order not to make themselves appear too troublesome, but those who can still eat will not say no to eating."

Si Nanxing stared at the list she had written, "She has always been very sensible, and she will not be able to relax even after she dies, and she will do her best... We can't make the hard life she lived in the past easy, we can only do our best to make her feel better. Be happy now."

"Hey, Mr. Zhuyou, don't you record people's preferences for food in your life and death books?"

Zhu Youjun shook his head slightly, but said as if he couldn't bear to disappoint him: "I will remember it in the future, I will go back and propose to Emperor Fengdu..."

Si Nanxing laughed: "Then he will definitely laugh at your whimsical ideas."

He stretched his waist, "Hey, Mr. Zhuyou, what kind of food do you like to eat?"

"I like them all." Zhu Youjun answered subconsciously, and added, "I'm not sensible, I'm a tree demon, and I will instinctively absorb all nutrients, and it's good to have something to eat."

"Especially what you make is delicious."

"Then tell me if there is anything else you want to eat in particular." Si Nanxing rolled his eyes with a smile, "Hurry up and contribute the name of the dish for me."

Lord Zhuyou frowned, feeling a little troubled, and finally said hesitantly, "Ants climb trees."

"Just listening to the name, I can't figure out what kind of dish it is. Could it be... ants?"

His face was a bit weird, and Si Nanxing couldn't help laughing: "This dish, cough, is actually fried minced meat with vermicelli. The minced meat hangs on the vermicelli, which looks like ants climbing a tree."

Lord Zhuyou couldn't help frowning, he thought for a while and asked, "Then why don't you ask the ants to climb the vines?"

Si Nanxing curled his mouth. Mr. Zhuyou didn't seem to care about the ants, but the "tree" as he cared about this dish. He propped his chin and said, "Does Mr. Zhuyou know Baumkuchen?"

"It's actually a towel roll, but the chocolate on the outer skin is very suitable for making it into the shape of bark. Next time I will also make pastry, which can be made into the shape of Zhu Youjun."

"Ah, but Mr. Zhuyou's branches are pink, you can use strawberry jam."

Zhu Youjun couldn't help protesting: "It's blood, not pink."

He scrunched up his face, his original identity was distinctly eerie and terrifying, but no matter how it got into his mouth, it became, became...

Zhu Youjun pursed his lips, his face seemed to be dissatisfied, but his ears were a little pink.

"Okay, okay." Si Nanxing complied against his will, "Blood, blood."

"But speaking of pastries... Do you think I'm buying a cake, or making a cake for Shaya? I can also order some pastries, but the decorations and the like must be better made in the store."

"You do it." Zhu Youjun raised his eyes, "She should care more about your thoughts."

Si Nanxing's expression moved slightly, he nodded slowly, and rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, then I'll make her an ugly but absolutely delicious cake!"

"Come on, Mr. Zhuyou, let's go buy some cake making materials."

……

In the afternoon, the fox came back disheveled.

He and Zhang Airi lowered their heads, looked pitiful as if they had done something wrong and dared not look up at them, and moved back into the courtyard little by little.

Seeing the posture of the two of them, Chui Fang knew that the matter must have gone wrong, so he clicked his tongue and asked, "What's going on?"

Li Miao gently bumped Zhang Airi: "Say it."

Zhang Airi was at a loss: "I, I..."

Li Miao encouraged her: "Believe me, Xiaofang won't beat you up if you say so. If I say so, maybe this guy will take the opportunity to chase me away with a sword."

Chui Fang waved his hand expressionlessly, and Chui Fang's sword appeared in his hand: "Don't say anything, I'll kill you right now."

Li Miao shrank her neck, looked like she couldn't lift her head up, and said dejectedly, "I've been seen through, what else can I do?"

"We didn't do it on purpose, but when we asked her what birthday presents she had received in the past, she told us that she had never had a birthday and had never received a birthday present. We reminded her so much, but she didn't realize it. Tomorrow is my birthday, I always feel..."

"I always feel bad." Zhang Airi lowered her head together with him in dejection, "It's all my fault. I was sad for a while and almost cried, which made her realize something was wrong."

"She, she confirmed with us several times before she believed that tomorrow is really her birthday, um..."

Li Miao followed with a sigh: "I'm over 200 years old, and my family celebrates my birthday in a lively manner, once a year is not too annoying... Human beings have only a few decades, no matter how rare a birthday Why don't you celebrate? It's too wasteful."

"So we have to make one for her to make her happy. Tsk, it turned out..." Chui Fang glanced at them with disgust, "Didn't you say you were betting on the glory of the Qingqiu clan?"

Li Miao waved her hand indifferently: "It's just talking, the ancestors don't care, anyway, our fox clan really doesn't have a good reputation outside, most of them are romantic anecdotes."

"Where is the little boss, where did you go?"

"Going to buy ingredients." Although Chu Fang tried his best to conceal it, he still couldn't help showing a little curiosity, "He said he was going to grow pastries, called cakes."

"Hey, the little boss can make cakes! The cakes made by the little boss must be delicious too." Li Miao couldn't help but rubbed her hands expectantly, then whispered, "I hope he didn't buy other ingredients..."

"What's the matter?" Chui Fang raised his eyebrows, "Even if you are exposed, the birthday party will still be held, right?"

"Sha Ya said don't worry about it, she said that if we really want to celebrate her, let her think about it." Li Miao pulled her hair, "She said she wanted to ask the little boss to borrow a kitchen, and wanted to give it to us in person. Make a cold noodle and show off the skills she has learned."

Zhang Airi couldn't help wiping away her tears: "She must just not want to bother us, oh..."

Chui Fang used his sword as a bench, and floated in mid-air without sitting up. He couldn't help muttering: "It's really hard work. Others let her rest but she refuses to rest. She insists on working hard by herself."

This is quite similar to Si Nanxing, it really is that birds of a feather flock together and people form groups.

With a stinky face, he floated out of the yard, Li Miao called him behind him: "Hey, Granny Fang, what are you doing?"

Hang Fang didn't turn his head back: "Vegetable market, tell them to bring back the ingredients for Liangpi."

Li Miao raised her phone inexplicably: "Send a message? When will you be able to adapt to modern technology, Grandma Fang?"

Chu Fang was a little irritable: "I just feel like I can't sit still!"

Li Miao thought the same, scratched her hair: "Then I will go with you."

Zhang Airi hurriedly followed: "Wait for me!"

……

In the vegetable market, Mr. Zhuyou carried a bag of low-gluten flour in his left hand and a dozen eggs in his right hand. He looked like a young man who had returned from working in the city to bring new year's goods.

Si Nanxing put his hands in his pockets, swayed around, and looked around like a leisurely stroll. If he had a birdcage and a plate of walnuts in his hand, he would look like a retired man.

The retired man looked at the fresh vegetables with dewdrops hanging on the stall, turned his head and said something to the young guy. The young guy bent slightly and listened to him with imperceptible tenderness and concentration in his eyes.

Chufang and the others walked into the vegetable market and saw such a scene.

Li Miao showed a delicate smile: "Oh, gods and couples, returning to the countryside, it's warm!"

Chuifang gave a "tsk" in disgust: "I don't know how to hold back a little bit, what it looks like in front of ordinary people."

Zhu Youjun turned his head slightly, as if he had already noticed that they were coming, and walked towards them with Si Nanxing.

Chui Fang kicked Li Miao's ass, and Li Miao let out an "Ouch" and jumped in front of the two of them, smiled awkwardly, and scratched the back of her head: "I, my that..."

Si Nanxing had a clear face: "Oh, I didn't ask."

"Hmm..." Li Miao wrung her hands a little awkwardly, "And..."

Si Nanxing sighed: "Not only did you not ask, but you were exposed?"

Li Miao nodded with a sad face: "Mmm..."

He repeated the story of how he and Zhang Airi failed, took out the phone from his pocket, opened the memo and showed it to Si Nanxing, "This is what Sha Ya asked me to help buy. She said she would make cold skin for us. Look, little boss, are we... still cooking other dishes for the birthday party?"

Si Nanxing looked at the ingredients on the phone, and shook his head slightly: "Then don't do it, listen to her."

"Buy some nut snacks, I will marinate some duck necks, chicken feet, etc. I will not work hard on eating, but work on other places. I will go to the supermarket in a while to buy some fairy sticks, fireworks and so on. Ah, flying chess monopoly also Buy some."

"Ah, I forgot to buy the candied haws that I said I would buy for Shaya. I have to make up for it before sending her to reincarnate, otherwise I don't know where to return it to her in the next life."

"She doesn't want to trouble us, we are only responsible for being happy."

Li Miao nodded fiercely: "Yeah, I'm glad I'm good at this! I..."

Chui Fang squinted at him: "Why, you want to bet the glory of the Qingqiu Fox Clan again?"

Li Miao scratched her head embarrassingly: "Hey... I won't talk about it this time, and besides, I will lose all the old face of the Fox Clan in Qingqiu."

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